It's just few weeks when I grapse my breath
The feel of oxygen makes the warm atmosphere pleasing.
The food that gives me energy
The fluid I'm drenched in effortlessly
Feels good to be alive even though it's dark.
Lights I've not seen
Yet i remain thankful for the movement of my limbs.
Later did I know that I won't be chosen to see the light
I'm left unborn to ponder
If my fate is as of hate or regret.
I loved my carrier though I didn't see her face
She made me feel comfortable for the time though it was short.
I only wish I could feel her touch,
Pull her hair
Touch her face and make her smile
I love her but I don't know if it's mutual for her.
The choice she made
Didn't give me chance to make mine
I saw the light but I was only a stream of blood down her thighs.
My voice she heard but only as a splash on the floor
And I tasted life but as a dirt on a rag.
My choices was swallowed by the ones she made
When she kept me unborn.
@ThemmyWryt
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